Archive for July, 2005

Color Me Mine*

Thursday, July 28th, 2005

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I was in Grade 3 when I decided I wanted to be a painter. Never mind the fact that the only way I could draw was with the help of my heavy duty carbon paper. Nevertheless, that did not hamper my enthusiasm and creativity. And on inspired days, I would use my freehand and my buddy paintbrush and watercolor. I would show my drawing to my Mom and she’d beam no matter how silly it looked. Aaahhh, Mothers. Biased.

            One day, in class, our teacher, obviously with nothing to do, asked us to draw just anything. I was exited; there was nothing I liked more. So there I was, with my creative juices flowing, decided to draw a flower. (o dava, creative talaga J) I was coloring away, putting different colors on each petal, when my teacher went to my side and commented “Ano ba yang drawing mo, Walang bulaklak na iba-iba ang kulay ng petals.” She made me do it again. This time she told me to draw a normal flower. I was downhearted.

            My painter fantasy was squashed like a bug. I never got my stroke back since then.

            Now imagine my dilemma when Nina first brought me to Color Me Mine*. (naks, ang haba ng intro!) It’s therapeutic, she says. But I was more stressed out in figuring the right colors and design to put in my chosen ceramic (I chose a photo frame, I stenciled in moon and stars. Basta, it came out different from the way I envisioned it. Suffice it to say, I wasn’t satisfied with it). We came back the following week with Eteru in tow. We both picked a lion mug to paint. And so I picked the appropriate colors from the yellow, orange and brown family, while Teru, feeling a bit more adventurous, picked blue, aside from the usual colors. I was already painting me lion when she asked:

Does the color of my lion have to be the traditional yellow and orange?”

I replied “Do whatever you want with it Teru, it’s your lion”.

Hence, she colored her lion mug blue. Never mind that it looked like Rafiki (the monkey from the Lion King) instead of Simba.

And it got me thinking. I just realized that I was never that daring when it comes to anything. I’m afraid to be taken out of my comfort zone. Maybe because of the fact that the last time I was bold enough to jump and threw all caution out the window, I was left broken (and I’m not talking about my flower painting incident).

And here I was. Stuck to where I am.

Alone and afraid.

But now I’m ready to face the world.

Try new things.

Experience new adventures.

Veer away from convention.

And all it took was Eteru’s blue lion.

Next time,

I’m gonna color me lion, purple.

Let’s take it one step at a time, oki? J

*Color Me Mine provides hours of fun for those who have a flair for painting things made out of pottery. Hundreds of items are available for painting. You pay an affordable hourly fee to go into the store and paint things. Finally when you are finished, the shop places your project in a kiln for permanent use. You then come back and pick the item up later and have a beautiful gift for someone you love or to treat yourself. They have branches in ATC and Greenbelt 3.

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Girlfriends

Thursday, July 28th, 2005

Girlfriends are a rare gem. When they’re good, there’s nothing like them. They are a healing force. I have a great set of friends now and I see them all as gifts – precious gifts. They are my sanity keepers. They keep me centered and balanced. Who else will listen to my inane rumblings? Who else will put up with my eccentricities and mood swings? Three* of them left the country a few months ago. I’m feeling a twinge of sadness. The coven is temporarily incomplete.

One of the things I truly look forward to in life is growing old with all these wonderful women. For every milestone and crisis in my life, there is a memory of a girlfriend laughing or crying along. What comfort we are to each other.

Women are so great at so many things, but too little is said about how fabulous we are at being friends. It is one of the things I love about being a woman. We all have our moments of doubts about how good we are as mothers, career women, wives and lovers but as friends, we can confidently raise the flag. Every woman should celebrate the fact that as a girlfriend, she is simply priceless. KAMPAY!!

*Gene, I miss you. Bong-Bong just came home!!!! And Flor, wherever you are in Asia,<span miss you much.

Of lollipops

Thursday, July 28th, 2005

         

            A friend of mine confronted me regarding my blog entry (Café Diaries: COMMIPHOBIC ANONYMOUS 01 and 02). She wanted to know who I was talking about. She’s from the office, so naturally she got curious. (intrigera and hitad J joke lang!!! love you!!)

            She told me to give him a chance.

            Mababaw kung ibabase ko lahat sa lollipop.

            Ouch.

Guess what, Got this text from a friend today, I haven’t heard from him for a very long time:

Love not one

not two

but love the one

who loves you too.

Love not three

Not four

But love who loves more

Love not five

Not six

But love the one who sticks

Love not seven

Not eight

But love the one who’s willing to wait.”

Double Ouch.

And you won’t believe what I got from an e-mail today, one of the lines read:

            Just because someone doesn’t love you the way you want them to, doesn’t mean they don’t love you with all they have.”

If this triple whammy is not enough to ram the truth down my throat, I don’t know what is.

            OK. I GOT IT.

But what struck me was that it made me see the other side of the coin. It’s true, when we expect people to behave in a certain way, we judge them. If they don’t live up to our expectations, they’re not good enough, not considerate, not doing their best. The fact is I don’t know where he’s coming from. He can be giving his all, but because of my shortsightedness, I cannot see the offering.

            But is it enough for me to give him a chance?

            I’m not closing my doors. We might just hit it off.

            But I’m not discounting the fact that there is also a big possibility that I will turn him down, for reasons I’ve already stated.

            And believe me, it was never the lollipop.

            I’ll just let the road unfold, I guess. J

Fairy Hot Godmamas

Thursday, July 28th, 2005

*I know, I know, don’t worry I’m not gonna mention names lest I forfeit my godmamaship.

I received a very shocking albeit pleasant surprise last week. Shocked of the circumstance, but pleasant, in the thought that I’m going to be a godmother soon. I remember having a conversation with my highschool friends about the right age of marrying. I specifically remember saying that I’m going to marry at the age of 24 and preferably have three children. I wanted twin boys and a girl, I was fifteen then. And now at 25, my love life, or lack of it, has made that statement so farfetched. It’s so surreal that at fifteen you’d think that when you reach this age, you should have already achieved and wisen up so much, 25 after all, is already a quarter of your life. Wow, just hearing it seems so old. I wish I could be fifteen forever. While most of my friends have already started their own families, I’m just beginning to chart my path.

And looking at my friend, I don’t know if I should feel envy. The timing and situation might not be planned but she looked happy and contented. At least now she’ll have her own bundle of joy.

And to our little preciousssss, your fairy hot godmamas wish you well. May you grow in grace and full of wisdom. And right at this moment, know that you are loved.

*Personal: I want to thank tita Miles J I didn’t think anybody was reading my blog, either you just don’t have anything to do at all or your that interested in my life. Love you!!!!

Cafe Diaries 02

Thursday, July 21st, 2005

COMMIPHOBIC ANONYMOUS 02

… After much scrutiny, I came to the conclusion that I wasn’t really that ‘into” him. Harsh? Is it? But isn’t it much cruel if I led him on? That I let him spend his time pursuing me If I know in the end that I won’t be able to reciprocate his attentions? (but I thought I liked him… hmmm, was it the lollipop that turned me away? Ha!ha! I’m not that shallow… or am I?) No, it’s the kinder thing to do. Like I said, my last experience with luuuv has still left me reeling and I’m not that keen to go at it again. I want to make it right this time.

There. Phobia cured. No hypnosis needed.

Or is just another excuse? I wonder.

Cafe Diaries

Thursday, July 14th, 2005

Café Diaries 01

COMMIPHOBIC ANONYMOUS

I have Commitment phobia[1]. I’m a self-confessed Commiphobic[2].

And I just found this out when the guy in the office that I really like finally made a move. Believe me, this is what I’ve been clamoring for months. (Read Confuzzled) And now that he finally did, I AM FREAKING OUT. He had barely begun and all at once, I want him to stop. Either I’m too picky (or panicky for that matter) or my past relationship just made me plain distrustful. All this time I thought I was finally ready to plunge in the dating arena. And to think that months back, I was willing to make the first move and ask him out! I want to clobber myself, big time! What am I so afraid of? Is it him or is it me? Since my last relationship, (a very traumatic and abusive one)I have always distanced myself from others, (esp. men) in order to ‘protect’ myself and to keep some semblance of control. So I guess it’s me. But I don’t want to do that anymore. I know I should at least give him a chance. But still…

to be continued…

1 Commitment phobia – this is the fear and avoidance of having to commit to anything, but especially relationships.

2  I just made that up:p

Kapihan Monologues

Wednesday, July 13th, 2005

Kapihan Monologues” was spawned during my “alone time Fridays” where I usually go to cafes or movies (alone, of course) and just spend time entertaining myself observing people. But most of the time, I use it to brood and ponder on things about my life, love or just anything in general. I just picked a few entries. There’s an English version of this, watch out for “Café Diaries”.(As if, it’s that exiting :p). I do hope you enjoy reading this.

Kapihan Monologue 01

Wednesday, July 13th, 2005

* ang sumusunod ay bunga ng malikot na isipan ng may-akda habang siya ay nasa isang kapihan (minsan may kasama, pero madalas sa hindi, siya ay mag-isa.) Ganyan nga siguro talaga pag laging mag-isa, kung ano-anung pumapasok sa isip mo.

“Pinagbuksan niya ko ng pinto. Ngumiti siya. Umorder ako ng kape at ng paborito kong “pastry”. Umupo ako sa labas at nagbasa. Lumabas siya at nilapag ang aking order at sukli. Ngumiti siya. Pumasok siya ulit. Bumalik siya at kahit hindi ako humihngi, binigyan niya ako ng  tubig at tissue. Sinabi ko bang ngumiti siya? Pwes, ngumiti siya ulit. Kinilig ang puso ko. Hayup na ‘to, nagpapachute! Ininom ko ang kape, habang sayang saya na inubos ang aking pagkain. At ako’y napag-isip. Ng mahimasmasan ako, tsaka ko napagtanto,  tumayo ako at umalis. Nagising ako sa katotohanan. Hindi pala ako ang kanyang gusto, sa TIP ko pala siya interesado.”

Kapihan Monologue 02

Wednesday, July 13th, 2005

“Trenta minutos ko ng binabasa ang isang pahina pero wala pa rin akong maintindihan. Pakialam ko ba sa desentralisasyon sa lokal na pamahalaan? Ewan ko ba, pero siguro, pag tumatanda ka na, hindi na ganun katalas ang isip mo. Matalino naman ako nung nasa kolehiyo ako (mas mapagkumbaba din ako noon :p). Nagkaron na ata ako ng memory gap. Kailangan ko ng uminom ng anong gatas ba un? Alaska (ay mali, sa growth gap pala un. Ha!ha! sabagay kailangan ko rin un, kaya lang parang huli na). Ang hindi ko maintindihan bakit kailangang pagdaanan ko ulit ito. Pero ganun talaga, kung gusto kong umasenso sa karerang pinili ko. (taong gobyerno po ako). Hay, kailangang magbasa ulit. Pumipintig na naman ang sentido ko. Wala bang guwapo dito, pampagana man lang! ……..Naalala ko na! Sustagen Prime!!! May pag-asa pa ko.

Kapihan Monologue 03

Wednesday, July 13th, 2005

*Ang mga pangalan na sangkot at lugar na pinangyarihan ay sadyang binago para sa kanilang proteksyon.

Magkakasama kami nina Lira at Mina (Hindi sila taga-encantadia, sabagay si Mila pa un). Maraming nangyari, maraming napag-usapan at maraming nakita sa Starsbuck (o, hndi niyo mahulaan kung saan kapihan ‘to!!!) noong Linggo.

May kumain ng pizza sa kabilang table. (kaya nga, naiingit kami.)

May mga bading na maiingay sa tabi. (in, furness, gusto kong makitable)

May isang pamilyang nagkakasiyahan sa my bench.

May isang batang umiiyak sa loob. (gusto sigurong uminom ng kape)

May gwapong nagco-computer sa likod (parang gusto ko syang tulungan sa trabaho niya :p)

May mga taong ayaw mong makita, pero nakita mo (isang pamilya sila, uy, bitter pa rin)

May isang pusong iniwan.

May isang pusong nang-iwan.

At higit sa lahat, may isang pusong natatanong:

“Makatulog kaya ako sa dami ng kapeng ininom ko?”